No Small Thing

The dance we do, two partners holding
a thin sheet of paper between them, no hands,
just bodies aware of that small bit of substance,
mute as snow, drifting not crashing
into the weight of it;

The dance we do locks eyes and hearts as one
small thing, defining us, still unique, this closeness;
The space of a thin sheet of paper we do not drop,
it does not shift about but holds its own potential
there in the dark or in the light; no writing, no
scribble, no pictures, no definable substance;

It is blank but visible always, this thin sheet
of paper, fragile as an icicle, smooth as the surface
tension of water, strong as the atom and equally

23 thoughts on “No Small Thing

  1. Keep holding onto it Bela… It is both fragile enough to tear and strong enough to cut depending on which edge we touch.. 🙂
    Wonderfully written my friend…
    Life.. is no small thing…..
    Love and Blessings…
    Sue ❤ ❤ ❤

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    1. Life IS no small thing. And I don’t take for granted the wonder of this (my husband) or any other relationship. How, in the end, we are really simply One.

      Love and blessings returned, dear Sue! 🙏😘

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      1. I had my own reminder of this last week when Hubby had a very nasty fall…. He is still recovering… No bones broken, thankfully… But it was a reminder of how fragile and paper thin we each get as we age.. ❤

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      2. True enough! Yet life itself is a tenous thread, I am always amazed kids grow up intact after running out into streets and driving home drunk from parties when older … Yet yes, especially as we age, and at such times, we are certainly reminded of its fragility. Hope he mends quickly, Sue! Sending you both a blast of healing energy from this mountaintop. ❤

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  2. What jumps out at me from this verse, in a curious way is the resilience of human perception and intentions flowing out of that. I remain unsure why it shows up for me thus..

    Is this because our perception is born out of our thoughts which get wings from what we see written on that fragile piece of paper?

    Shakti Ghosal

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    1. Oh my, Shakti, you do always get me thinking, bless your heart.

      For sure we are challenged to bring resilience to our perceptions of what Other means, in both intimate relationships as well as our relationship to all of life; cultures, genders, species notwithstanding. From those perceptions arises intent, perhaps, to broaden the mind, expand the circle, be able to laugh at what we perceive as Myself. Me. The ego. We are all One, after all.

      I am not sure how to respond to your second paragraph – perception borne of thought – perhaps it is so for many. Yet I find myself once again deferring to the Enneagram model, where there are three groupings of human beings, though we all possess traits of all three groups. Yet definition arises from how we relate to the world; through the lens of … the head/mind type, the body/gut type, and the need to be needed/image type. I am a gut type, so most often I bypass the head and go straight to how something ‘hits’ me. It’s perception first. For an image type, it’s sensate as well, but more in need of feedback from others in order to validate self.

      We do agree about one thing, that piece of paper is fragile; relationships are tenuous, though we tend to take most of them for granted on a day to day basis.

      Blessings to you and yours, Shakti! Glad to see your writings posted to FB as well. Wishing you all the best! ❤


  3. As Memadtwo said earlier, there’s strength and fragility woven between your words and story. I also sense some mysteriousness. After all, that’s what love is about…it can be mysterious, just like how some of our emotions are unexplained. What is blank can indeed be visible, and sometimes that can only be felt. Relationships and people around us can be so strong yet so vulnerable. So best we take care of each other.

    Hope you are doing well, Bela. Stay safe.

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    1. Mabel, as always it’s great to hear from you. And yes, there is The Mystery as well, for sure. Not all is plainly visible, often there is inference, subtlety, and how we perceive these are through our feeling senses.

      You are so right, strength is paired with vulnerability. All else is bluster, for this is the nature of living amidst contradictions, whether they be in human nature or in nature, herself!

      Thanks for checking in, Mabel. We are well, and hoping the same for you and yours! Stay blessed! ❤


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